She’s my everything - S01 E12

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She’s my everything - S01 E12

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 12

With her waiting so long, they needed to get a couple of parts. She did listen to the entire conversation, however cars and her didn’t exactly get along. Her father had understood most of it.

“They’re often out at work by the time you arrive.” She had two workaholic parents who were completely and utterly devoted to her.

It was an odd statement, but the moment they got home, all they wanted to know was about her. She was the center of their world.

“Really?”

“I guess you can stick around.” She turned and looked at the fridge.

Anything to buffer whatever was going on between them at the moment, which she wasn’t exactly sure what it was, but it was clearly something.

“Do you want something to drink?”

“Love a soda or a water.”

She pulled out a soda and a water, offering him whichever one he decided. He took the soda.

“You do surprise me.”

“Why? Because I’ve got taste?”

“Not just that.” She chuckled. “I guess I didn’t expect you to be so persistent.”

“When I want something, I go after it.”

“So, I’m a challenge?” she asked.

He grasped her hip, pulling her close, and she lost all playfulness as she felt the unmistakable feel of his erect c--k against her stomach.

She dropped her bottled water as she grasped his shoulders.

“You’re far more than a challenge, Laylah.”

“You’re crazy.”

“No, I’m not.” He took possession of her lips once again.

Where their last kiss had been slow, exploring, this one wasn’t.

The fire, the heat, it was unmistakable. She whimpered his name as he took possession of her lips, holding her close until he pressed her up against the fridge.

He must have lost his can of soda somewhere as he grabbed her hands, placing them above her head.

He broke the kiss and slowly trailed his lips down her neck, s-----g on her pulse.

An answering heat flooded her core and she pressed her thighs together, closing her eyes and tilting her head back.

Blue wasn’t having any of it. He slid a thigh between hers, making her keep them open for him to tease and torture her some more.

“Please,” she said.

“I know what I can do to make you love this even more.”

With one hand, he held both of hers up above her head as the other slowly traced down her body.

He grazed across her breast. The single touch was almost more than she could bear.

He slowly stroked down, going toward her p---y. As he cupped her between the thighs, she cried out.

In the next second, the front door closed with her parents calling out her name.

Pulling away from Blue, she looked down to see their drinks spilled to the floor.

“I’m in the kitchen,” she said.